Devil May Cry
Dimensions to your world and the next
Chapter 33
Warnings: Language, and violence
*Author's Note: Hmmm, wonder what's gonna happen while 'you're' taking a bath....
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You sat by the pond, washing away the blood off of your shirt, but you know blood stains, they don't come off, and cleaning it doesn't work very well, especially when you are only in your undergarments. Yes, you were uncomfortable and yes, Dante was loving it, but you sucked it up for the most part, ignoring every bit of Dante's flirtatious compliments.
Goosebumps were beginning to form upon the surface of your skin as the cold air hit you, your skin becoming numb at every stroke from your arms, determined to keep them warm. You then felt heavy weight settle over you shoulders.
"Here," Dante spoke, draping his red trench coat over your body. You adjusted it, properly placing it around you as you looked up at him.
"Thanks," you replied, blushing a bit in the cheeks while he stood before you, dressed up only in his boxers. He nodded his head, placing his hands on his hips as he looked over at the area the two of you had entered from when running from the castle.
"I don't think they'll be coming anytime soon," he remarked. You nodded in agreement.
"But Aeon might have another plan up his sleeve," you said. He smirked, laughing to himself.
"Let that asshole try." He dropped his hands to his sides and turned to you, plopping down beside you. You looked down at your shirt, sighing and getting up, walking over to the branch that held on the wet clothes, yours and Dante's pants. You placed the shirt over it and retreated back to Dante's side, crossing your legs as you sat, feeling warmth from his coat. You looked over to him, his body now cleansed from any blood, his wounds slowly healing.
"You cold?" you asked him. He leaned back on his hands, looking up at the sky which was slowly beginning to darken.
"Nah," he finally answered, "it's an awesome temperature." You begged a differ, it was freezing cold. You looked up towards the sky also.
"Are we staying here for the night?"
"No. Once our clothes are dry, we're out of here."
"Where are we going to go? It's probably miles until the next city."
"Don't worry about it, I have an idea." You cocked up a brow at him.
"What idea?"
"We're going to try that whole transfer of the energy thing, if it works, I'll go devil and we'll fly our way back to civilization until I run out of gas," he answered matter-of-factly, an all knowing grin sent to you.
"But, I don't know how I did that...it was all instinct or my power is forming its own mind," you said.
"Instinct or not, you have to start learning to use your powers, you can't just rely on it to help in desperate times, got it, ________?"
"And how the hell do you expect me to do that?" He shrugged.
"I don't know, be creative...fear makes your powers work, right?" You slightly nodded your head. "Maybe we can try something with that, you know, experiment?" You swallowed a lump in your throat, thinking of all the things he could do.
You knew you were going to kick yourself for asking this question but...
"And how will you scare me?" An impish and devious smile formed on his perfect shaped lips.
"It depends...what are you scared of?" You raised your eyebrows at this question. This was not going well. He leaned in, his face inches away from yours, his brow slighting cocked. "What would make you scream?" You began leaning back, adding to the tight distance between you two.
"Well...I, um," you stammered, now leaning against your hands, forcing yourself to slowly move back as Dante moved forward. His hands now trapping you between them as he sat before you on his knees, crawling closer to you at every pull you took away from him.
"What? Are you afraid of me? Is that it?" he asked. You shook your head.
"N-No, just nervous," you replied. He smirked.
"Nervous, hm?" Slowly he began to slip his hand under his coat that covered your shoulders, slipping it off so it limply fell behind you. You swallowed hard, your arms beginning to shake. His hand went to your ankle, slipping upwards over your naked legs. You bit your bottom lips closing your eyes as your mind was freaking out. Suddenly, you didn't feel his touch, or any ground for that matter. You shot your eyes open. You were some how in the air! What the fu-?
"Ah!" you screamed, beginning to fall, landing instantly into someone's arms. With your eyes pinched shut you slightly opened one, starring into the amused expression of Dante. "...what the hell just happened?"
"You teleported again, this time in the air," he replied, chuckling. "That's one of the things we have to work on, babe. Looks like being nervous works just as well as being afraid."
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*Author's Note: Sweet, more discoveries about 'your' power. This is cool ^^ He should make 'you' nervous more often!